Gone in a swallow Love, Hate, Remembrance, Longing has become a mirageI toast you a drink that will bring the morningI’m in the South Pole reminiscing about Your Northern StarI will wait for you, I will not believe that our hearts can’t feel the each other

You are fate, You are the thundering hoofbeatsBeing the passion of my love, you’ve chased me through icy sky and snowy ground

An inch of light, an inch of my loveA bloom of cereus, a bloom of cloudA bloom of snowflake, a bloom of dreamsHeld carefully in the heart of my palm

A single seed of dust, A Bodhi treeA single falling star, and just only youHeld carefully in the heart of my palm

7 reincarnations of husband and wife, just the reflections of a mythAfter the 7 reincarnations, we must wait for another 100 years before it begins againyou are heaven and earth, you are wind and rain, you are sunYou are the rebellion of tendernessYou turned the four season backwards.

An inch of light, an inch of my loveA bloom of cereus, a bloom of cloudA bloom of snowflake, a bloom of dreamsHeld carefully in the heart of my palm

A single seed of dust, A Bodhi treeA single falling star, and just youHeld carefully in the heart of my palm

In spite of all, I hold on to you closer and tighterIn spite of all, I’ve become more and more greedyUntil a thousand arrows pierce my heart, my heart will only give up then.

My left palm holds an empty heartMy right palm holds a heart entrenched in loveMy fingers interlock to hold prisoner the essence of the heartThe sacrifice of our love is embedded deeply in my bones

Is it possible to not accept the fate of our love?Is it possible to not accept the destiny of our life?If it is all possible then use my life to save yours